Zhang Qian laughed loudly, his sword dazzled.
"Lin Xuan ..." Ye Qing and others were nervous. If Zhang Qian said so, Lin Xuan's situation would be very dangerous.
"Dear Ye Shimei, don't worry, Brother Lin hasn't issued a sword yet." Luo Qingshan will not forget the scene on the Royal Wind Cliff that day. He has some inexplicable trust in Lin Xuan.
"Is the body defensive?" Lin Xuan whispered, then flicked the storage ring, and the Red Flame sword appeared in his hand.
"Blast Sword!"
Lin Xuan's shot was the strongest sword, and the blue air strangled the Quartet.
"A wild sword!"
Zhang Qian's sword method changed again, the sword dazzled, and a scorching heat appeared in the air, like a sea of fire.
Lin Xuan seemed to be in the midst of the flames of fire, and the towering Shengyan wanted to devour him. He felt a hot pain, the power of fire was destroying his body frantically.
"Protect body sword gas!" Lin Xuan snorted coldly, a dark blue sword gas covered his body, pushing the sea of fire around.
"Magic Thunder Step!" He flickered again and came to Zhang Qian.
"It's useless, you can't break my defense at all!" Zhang Qianzhang smiled, opened up the defense of the body, and at the same time chopped Lin Xuan relentlessly in his hand.
Lin Xuan's body was glorious, he did not evade, and shot fiercely.
Seeing this, the people in the audience exclaimed.
"It's really an idiot. He even clashed with Brother Zhang. Doesn't he know the gap between him and Brother Zhang?"
"Too arrogant!"
"Estimated to be cut in half!"
A group of people shook their heads and sighed. They did not think that Lin Xuan could break through the defense of Zhang Qian.
Murong Qianling also frowned, she was dissatisfied with Lin Xuan's entrustment, but she was even more surprised with Lin Xuan's perverted understanding. In just two days, Lin Xuan actually practiced the Yuanyuan Bodyguard Sword to the first level of success.
You know, she also practiced for half a month before reaching the first level, and her qualification is also in the top ten in Xuan Tianzong!
"This genius must not let him die in such a place!" Murong Qianling's eyes flickered.
At this time, the collision on the platform of life and death also had results.
Boom!
The red and blue lights intersect, and the sound is trembling.
Zhang Qian's long sword was cut into Lin Xuan's body, and he made a gurgling sound. One foot behind the sword of the body was cut in half by the long knife, and the rear was stuck there, unable to move.
Lin Xuan's heart was overjoyed. With all his urging, the body sword energy was really strong, even Zhang Qian could not break. But Zhang Qian will never do his best to protect, because Lin Xuan's repair is not worth it.
"Thunder and lightning!" Lin Xuan quickly urged the golden arc, and shaken, attacked.
A golden arc suddenly appeared, enveloping the surrounding area of three feet, Zhang Qian took the brunt of it, and the current was channeled into the body.
Suddenly, a feeling of paralysis occurred, and the spiritual movement and physical movement in his body suddenly slowed by three minutes. If it were not on weekdays, this would have no effect on him, but now, in the face of Lin Xuan, this short pause is fatal.
With the power of Xiaocheng's sword potential, Lin Xuan's sword broke the body protection directly, leaving a sword mark on Zhang Qian's body.
This process happened in an instant, Lin Xuan's sword power was only condensed on the sword body, and was not released. And after a successful blow, he immediately retreated.
Not that he didn't want to attack, but that he felt a great danger.
Whizzing! Lin Xuan turned into an afterimage, quickly regressed.
The next moment, a powerful force erupted in Zhang Qian's body, destroying everything in the square, and the entire ground was sunken for three minutes.
"Asshole, you dare to hurt me!" Zhang Qianru shouted wildly.
"What? Zhang Qian was injured!" Most of the disciples present were unable to see what was happening, and only a few disciples and elders above the eighth level could see everything on the field.
The faces of Yulong, Shangguan Liuyun, etc. changed greatly, while the masters such as Tang Yi frowned slightly. They naturally saw everything just now. Although Zhang Qianyi was careful, Lin Xuan's attack should not be underestimated.
Especially the sword made them all feel a palpitation.
However, for Lin Xuan's performance, people are still more shocked by Zhang Qian's changes.
"This breath is the ninth step of Ningmai!" Many people exclaimed, because this breath is so amazing, like a mountain, it suffocates.
"The disciple Lin Xuan is not simple, but Zhang Qian's performance is even more amazing. He even reached the ninth stage of Ningmai. It seems that he has challenged the core disciples' ability." The elder of law enforcement shined in the eyes.
"Hehe, after the fight, the old man took Zhang Qian as a registered disciple." Elder Xue laughed with a beard.
"Lin Xuan is a rare kendo genius. If it falls here, it is really a loss of Zongmen. I also hope that the law enforcement elders can determine it!" Murong Qianling is very anxious on the side. Lin Xuan still has a chance to win, but now, the gap between the two sides is too big.
"Oh, Mu Rongshi's nephew, there are rules of life and death on the life and death stage, so we don't interfere." Elder Xue said leisurely.
Lin Xuan looked at Zhang Qian on the opposite side and took a deep breath. The ninth-order cultivation of Ningmai was more difficult than he thought. However, it is impossible for him to give up.
He still has some means to fail to use, may not have the opportunity to come back.
"Boy, let me use all my strengths, and you can die with peace of mind!" After Zhang Qian burst out of Ning Mai's 9th-level strength, he was extra confident.
Feeling this power, Lin Xuan turned pale.
"Although this breath is strong, it is still a little bit different from the real Ninth-order Ninth-order. It seems that this thousand has just entered Ninth-ninth Order, and the realm is still unstable." Lin Xuan's calm analysis, the golden light in his eyes flashed as if to be Pierce Zhang Qian.
"Assault is no longer possible, he is vigilant, and now the only way to deal with it is to hit him positively and shake him, so that I will have a chance." Lin Xuan figured out a solution for a moment.
Only by letting Zhang Qian's confidence collapse can he survive.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan fully communicated the sword-seeking seeds, and a sharp sword force surged out of him, as if to pierce the day.
At this moment ~ ~ The long swords of all the disciples below the stage of life and death, all involuntarily issued a buzzing trembling, as if they met the Supreme King and worshiped one after another.
"What happened?" The disciples were shocked and controlled their swords.
"This momentum ..." The elders of Law Enforcement and others changed their expressions. He stared at Lin Xuan with disbelief.
"Sword, sword potential! Real sword potential!" Elder Law Enforcement couldn't help but exclaim, even Elder Xue was dignified.
The other disciples looked at Lin Xuan tremblingly, Jiang Yulong trembled, looking at the figure on the stage, and a feeling of powerlessness developed in his heart.
This sword posture is different from their out door competition. At that time, the slightest scene of Shi Wu Xue's practice was called a sword posture, but it was not a real sword posture.
Lin Xuan is now sending out the real sword, and every move is filled with an invisible force, like a peerless sword, full of sharpness.
Inspired by this sword momentum, Murong Qian was shocked again in his heart: "In just a few days, his sword power is more powerful than last time, and he has surpassed Xiaocheng sword power!"